Alaric’s POVShe was wearing an elegant, yet sensible black dress, her hair tucked back into a neat bun with tendrils to the side and in her face. “Alaric?” The expression on her face was surprised, but I wasn’t sure whether it was pleasant or unpleasant.We were going through a divorce after all. “Lucy, what are you doing here?” “Working,” she chuckled bashfully, her hand moving slightly. It was then that I noticed the tablet in her hand. “You-” I looked around. “You’re working the Locke Gala?” I asked.“Don’t seem so surprised,” she chuckled. “I-I’m sorry,” I laughed. “That came out wrong. I-I just mean…you work fast.” Before I knew it, I was standing barely a foot away from her. “This is amazing. Congratulations!”She smiled.”Thank you.” Lucy looked around. “Yeah, one of his higher ups is a regular of mine. He brought his boss a treat and it was smooth sailing from there,” she shrugged. “In fact, he’s thinking of adding my company as a permanent fixture at their events.”Lucy l
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